Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 223:

Bria’s brief moment of complacency quickly evaporated. As their car exited the hospital’s underground garage, it was abruptly blocked by two BMWs.

The men who emerged from the vehicles were familiar figures to Bria. She recognized them instantly as the ones who worked for Ewing.

After exchanging a few words with the men, the driver turned to Bria with a look of resignation and informed her, “Miss Nixon, these gentlemen work for Mr. Ewing Nixon. They insist Mr. Nixon wishes to speak with you and requests that you join him in his car.”

Casting a discreet glance at Kallie, who sat beside her, Bria responded in a frosty, decisive tone, “Inform them I’m unwell and wish to return home to rest.”

The driver relayed Bria’s message. However, one of the men approached their car, tapping insistently on the window.

Containing her frustration, Bria rolled down the window and forced a tight smile. “Is my message not clear?”

The man maintained his composure and politely replied, “Miss Nixon, we’re only here to deliver Mr. Nixon’s message. Please, make it easy for us.”

His companion added, “Mr. Nixon is concerned about your well-being. It’s risky for you to be on your own in the city. He’d prefer you stay at his place, where he can ensure your safety.”

Bria’s expression soured. As they had matured, Ewing had grown noticeably distant from her. Without their tenuous link as cousins, it was doubtful they would communicate at all. When had he started caring so much about her?

Fearing Kallie’s existence being exposed, Bria was naturally reluctant. “Living together with Ewing would be awkward. Despite being relatives, the boundaries between a man and a woman remain, so I’d prefer not to,” she said.

The man, having predicted her reluctance, responded promptly, “Don’t fret. Mr. Nixon owns a spacious estate here, complete with top-notch doctors for you. Moreover, Mr. Nixon intends to transfer your medical team from Ferelden here, ensuring your health is monitored at all times. Since Mr. Nixon has to continue searching for your cousin, he’ll need to extend his stay. He would worry if you returned alone.”

The statement was solid, leaving Bria no room to argue.

With a slight clench of her teeth, Bria realized that any further objections might arouse Ewing’s suspicion. She hoped his concerns were genuine.

conceded. “I understand. Please, lead the

the two

deep breath, Bria immediately dialed

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Is it that hard to

son, whereas Bria and her

the trio got along well. However, things changed dramatically after Bria’s elder brother went

in the Nixon family’s fortune. But influenced by Bria’s

favored Ewing, which was clear

imperious. Although she seemed gentle and innocuous, she harbored a deep jealousy toward those in

in Ferelden, Bria had been covertly searching for robust individuals, but Ewing invariably caught on

He warned that their family was on the brink of ruin and that once Tyrone passed away, there would be no foothold for

strain between Bria and Ewing

return home, Bria resumed her search for robust candidates, assuming Ewing was

remained vigilant, thwarting

planned to expedite the surgery. Now, it

turned sharply, her gaze icy as it landed

but she quickly regained her composure. She reasoned that if

surmised that someone behind those two men had somehow foiled Bria’s

other party’s identity or his intentions, she made a mental note of

approach, inquired, “Miss Nixon, should I move this mute

quelling the rising wave of hostility and anger within her. “Move her? She’s already been noticed. The more I try to conceal her, the more suspicious Ewing will become. It’s pointless now. Ewing knows she’s just a pitiful soul I’ve taken under my wing. She’s known as my servant now, which means she should

turned to Kallie, offering the latter a fake smile. “Remember, if you disobey, I will resort to methods beyond your worst nightmares to torture you. Stay in line, and your

action was to heed Bria’s commands and safeguard her